Crows

Por Árion Vampyr

The Sky is dark, not blue
The Power is in death, not in the wood
Look at your fragile Body
You are not powerful to fight for your divinity
God
You're only blood
to me

I can see crows in the sky
But when they come, I see people die
Now I Know Why
They are the Slayers and got to make you die

They can fly
And hate the light
See the power
Of being touched by their force
Of the darker
Than God, of course
They are me and I

Give the Crows your neck
And feel the evil in that
The power of the dark light
The feeling of doing
What you never imagined
The touch of evil
In your soul
And giving the real pleasure

I can see crows in the sky
But when they come, I see people die
Now I Know Why
They are the Slayers and got to make you die

The Sky is dark tonight
Darker than any other night
The Evil is on me
On the Crows in the Sky
The Crows are going to make you see
That you have the taste for thee

I can see crows in the sky
But when they come, I see people die
Now I Know Why
They are the Slayers and got to make you die

If you be afraid
You are gonna be vunerable
For theyir aid
For your soul to the travel
The Dead Life
of night
See the light that the crows show to you
The sky is dark, not blue

Sobre: Retirado do mais profundo dos cantos do meu baú de antigas poesias. Levemente alterado para retirar as marcas da infância poética. Uma pequena homenagem àqueles que andam à noite